My Home
My Home
My home is full of laughter and joy, love and peace, kisses and hugs, and kindness.
I see joy, happiness, and love from my little brother.
I smell freshly baked bannock from my parents' kitchen.
I taste the warmness of bannock in my mouth. It is my favorite food at any time or any place.
I touch the walls that vibrate on the palm of my hand. It feels warm and calm.
I hear god and my aunt’s sisters telling me “We love you”. I whisper back, “I love you too”.
BY HENESSIE BIRD